Quotes About Turmoil

I was going to ask your thoughts on the war, but if you're too upset . .

Peeta might have done a lot of damage tonight.

For an overwhelming majority of my life, my country has been a source of pain, fear, and embarrassment.

She never wished for the thing what she is experiencing. It is her inner voice that became her enemy.

If she'd thought the oncoming storm outside was crazy, it was nothing compared to what happened between her and Finn every time they so much as looked at each other.

You can't keep messing me around like this. It's been going on too long. I can't take it anymore. I get sick every time you come around. Then I get sick when you leave. You're like a disease to me.

How may I hate that which I love with such intensity of passion? How should I abhor that for which my every drop of blood is boiling?

A small metal marble pinballs within my chest, banging and clanging against all the routes inside me.

She was benediction, a touch of faith, life itself coursing through my veins collapsed in age and turmoil, and to my fatigued and weary heart, a new and vibrant throb.

the antifragile benefits from volatility and disorder, the fragile is harmed.

I am in turmoil. The world is so vast and the cosmos more so, yet it is not the things outside of me that leave me so uneasy; it is the things within me.

We're this big melting pot, but someone turned up the heat too high, and the stew started to burn. Gangs, crime, fights, and fear are now a regular part of our local stew.

I am in turmoil. The world is vast and the cosmos more so, yet it is not the things outside of me that leave me so uneasy; it is the things within me.

My own head had become a treacherous place.

Angel full of gaiety, do you know anguish?   Angel

My heart is a palace pillaged by the herd; They kill and take each other by the throat!

To experience real agony is something hard to write about, impossible to understand while it grips you; you're frightened out of your wits, can't sit still, move, or even go decently insane.

My body gnaws at me from one side and my spirit gnaws at me from the other.

it's not the large things that send a man to the madhouse. death he's ready for, or murder, incest, robbery, fire, flood … no, it's the continuing series of small tragedies that send a man to the madhouse …

The whole scene was indecent, mad. It smacked of murder and assassination.

the Definition of Life is Trouble.

Estoy muy tranquilo y escucho, pero por debajo hay un hervor inmenso de locura que hay que cuidar en último término o acabaré pegándome un tiro, algún día.

Anything goes now, apparently," Fiedel told me. "The lunatics have taken over the asylum.

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the center cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world. —W. B. Yeats, "The Second Coming